The tree

We were young and eager minds to form
We were safe and gifted tools
And we all bought from the tree
Then we found out what it means

But what if all we found was an empty culture?
What if all we found was a pompous voice?
What if all we found was built narrows in our minds
Too narrow to let love begin?

We were hung up on important things
And we lined up one by one
And we added to the tree
And we sold it to be free

But what if all we found was an empty culture?
What if all we found was a pompous voice?
What if all we found was built narrows in our minds
Too narrow to let love begin?

Oh, my God
We've missed it all
Holy one, we've made so small
Religious minds, too narrow to let love in

But what if all we found was an empty culture?
What if all we found was a pompous voice?
What if all we found was built narrows in our minds?
What if all we found was this?
Let love begin